Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Side by side
They keep near
In the wind
In the rain.
Limb to limb
They hold hands,
Close company
They maintain.
Friends in all
Friends in fall.
For The Sunday Trees Challenge
Fall Friends
Month: November 2018
Cold Edge
Photo: Amitai Asif
At the fringe of the habitable
Where the ice kisses sky,
And the black rock remembers
Lava’s wrath, ashes’ sigh,
The cold wraps hands around hearts
To reach deep and warmth pry.
For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Fringe (34 words)
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Guarded
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Sentinels
Set in stone
Guard gates of
This temple zone.
Come to leave
You must pass
By these guards
From the past,
Who protect it
Perhaps
From time’s
Inevitable collapse.
For the Lens-Artists Challenge: Doors and doorways
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Pensive Park
Photo: Philip Coons
In a park, on a lawn, by a
Trail
This board aimless wander
Curtails,
And the question it
Raises
Brings along varied
Phrases.
What would your heart
Assign
If you saw such a
Sign?
For Kammie’s Oddball Challenge
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Rapids
Photo: Adi RozenZvi
And the waters
Rushed
Over slicked rocks
Into ravines.
Deafening the song
Of birds,
And burbling of
Fish,
Into thunder
Mist
As the bamboo
Creaked.
For Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge: Flowing water
And d’Verse Open Link Night: #232
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Berry Byway
Photo: Amitai Asif
Bravely walk the briar byways
Brushed to either side by burrs
Each step bordered by the brambles
That await the birth of berries
And bar the fruit from brazen strays.
For the Which Way Photo Challenge
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Mountain Charm
Photo: Priscilla du Preez via Unsplash
They did not need a rink when the lake made one for them. They did not have a coach but their skates learned to guide them. They were one with the ice as the pucks flew around them. They played in the cold while the old mountain charmed them.
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Relative Safety
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
“Should be safe to rest here,” Ron lowered Percy’s carrier. The straps left red gouges on his shoulders. The boy was too big to be carried but we had to leave the wheelchair behind.
Ron rolled his neck, glanced at the underpass’s puddle, and reached for the tablets. “I’ll purify some water.”
“Will they find us, Mama?” Percy put words to my heartache. He’d endured silently through miles of jarring terrain.
“We’ve been careful,” I looked into his worried eyes as I massaged the contracted limbs. “Also, new laws or not, we won’t let you be taken by Leave-Only-Abled-Children raids.”
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
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Three’s Company
Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev
Amid pebbles and sand
Atop tenacious pale greens
Three mouths unseal
In communal reveal
To welcome
Potential
Under an
Arid sun.
For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Trio
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This Little Light
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
This little light
That shines
This little light
So fine
This little hand
Aglow:
May your wonder
In wonder
Grow.
For Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Lights
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